By the end of summer, I’m ready for suede boots, beautiful jackets and the sort of outfit that suggests I have lunch reservations on Madison Avenue. Unfortunately, dressing for autumn does not persuade the temperature to drop. I’ve checked. This is the annual wardrobe negotiation: my heart wants layers, my legs would like another few weeks of sunshine, and somewhere in my closet, a coat is getting ahead of itself.

“I like a little autumn in the outfit before I need autumn in the forecast.”

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